Instant Karma

Mel and the Grand Funk crew will be glad to know that I spent th' first half of today in the emergency room for a pinched sciatic nerve and the second half playing a show with said nerve driving nails through my left leg and lower back. Long nails.

Now it's 3:45 AM and I've downed more Percosets than is probably wise.

Nighty night;agj;ajghala;ksdjl;jeroig;nva;
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I'm sorry I'm sorry I'M SORRY.

Yeah, you guys will be certainly delighted to know that Th' Orchestra has become something of a Grand Funk chatroom starting with this ha ha post way back when. The whole thing started when I put up a picture of The Great Colin Moulding and when enough people had left positive comments I switched the picture to this dude. Ha ha, right?

Now I just feel terrible.

My most recent visit has been from th' president of the Grand Funk fan club, who assures all of us GF worshippers that the Great Mel Schacher might well pay me a visit! He's going to be PISSED! Fan club czar John R. sez: "Thanx, guys....I'll send Mel here to look at the site. Don't be surprised if he posts a thank you note to y'all...."

Jesus. John, I'm REALLY SORRY. I mean it. We're postpunk, here y'know? Shit. Now I'm going to get yelled at. Fuck. How could you miss th' irony, dude??? Mel's going to get th' joke and he's going to be pissed at John R. and John R. is obviously a nice dude who worships the guy and it's GOING TO ALL BE MY FUCKING FAULT.

What th' fuck. Hey, Mel- c'mon down. I think it might be time for the Bobby Lightfoot/Mel Schacher Rock-Off.

You got th' blow, baby- I got the septum.

Did I say that.

More Free Jangle Than You Can Shake A Zuccini at.

Man, I wonder what it's like to be just fuckin' ripping through your links, catching up on your favorite bliggies and YouTube videos of people sticking their heads up each other's asses and all of a sudden you click over my way and there's a new song.

No exhortations towards lynching neoconservatives, none of my usual louche, satin-upholstered prose. Just a bunch of jangly crap and longing with guitars and drums and electric piano.

"Love Is Only Sleeping" (yes, I know it's the title of an old Monkees song- fuck those guys) is an old, old song dating back to about 1995 or even '94. I was living on a hillside in Spring Valley CA having moved to Cali th' year before. I was wondering what I was doing there, trying to get my band together. Man.

Anyway, it's about this and it's about that. It's about attraction and repulsion and difficult decisions and love. Pure biography, like all of them. This new studio recording was done over the last two weeks.

Points of interest:

-I ripped the drums off of Michael Penn's 1989 "This And That" and edited them into various loops for the drum track.
-One of the original influences on this song was "Stay With Me (Beautiful Girl)" by INXS. Also big were The Sundays who I've always loved, their second album Blind is quite a bit of craft. The song "Goodbye" is utter, complete pop magic. The guitar orgy after the first chorus of "Love Is Only Sleeping" is pure Gavurin.
-I lifted the guitar solo note-for-note off the original demo to create that rarity, the Bobby Lightfoot guitar solo that doesn't blow laughably. I was thinking Beatles At The Beeb.

Love Is Only Sleeping

City scenes and magazines, staring faces, lights in every window
Down 57^th Street
Waste another year or two, waiting for a dream that's never coming true-
Coming home to you

Close your eyes
And I'll sing you a song that I wrote when I was young
Love is only sleeping

Highway racing by beneath my wheels, she slip away into the distance
Pet Sounds on the radio...

All those years that came and went, bless my soul- we swallowed all the evidence
But that's all over now...

Close your eyes
And I'll sing you a song that I wrote when I was young
Love is only sleeping

The same old stars you always see-
They're shining down on me
They're shining down on me

The wind that takes your breath away-
It's filling up my sails
It's filling up my sails

Close your eyes
We could dream of a world where your heart can only grow...
And love is only sleeping

Close your eyes
Love is only sleeping...

Should be able to download here.
If the amazing modern technology fucks the dog this'll be available to hear at this fucking thing.
Nice English, huh?
Hey ben- I keep forgetting- gimme your email and I'll give you that other thing too. How's preproduction for the big album going?

An Inconvenient Truth: The Revenge Of The Inconvenient Truth.

An Inconvenient Booth.

















An Inconvenient Sleuth.













A Inconvenient Proof.


















An Inconvenient Queef.






Inconvenient Duluth:

All Right People HOW TH' FUCK DID WE BUILD THIS MOTHERFUCKING CITY????

We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll

Say you don't know me or recognize my face
Say you don't care who goes to that kind of place
Knee deep in the hoopla sinking in your fight
Too many runaways eating up the night

Marconi plays the mamba, listen to the radio, don't you remember
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll

Everybody fucking sing:
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll

Someone always playing corporation games
Who cares they're always changing corporation names
We just want to dance here someone stole the stage
They call us irresponsible write us off the page

Marconi plays the mamba, listen to the radio, don't you remember
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll

Rip this shit yo:
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll

It's just another Sunday, in a tired old street
Police have got the choke hold, oh then we just lost the beat

Who counts the money underneath the bar
Who rides the wrecking ball in two rock guitars
Don't tell us you need us, 'cos we're the ship of fools
Looking for America, coming through your schools

Marconi plays the mamba, listen to the radio, don't you remember
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll

All right you polesmokahs HIT ME:
We built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll
Built this city, we built this city on rock and roll

An Inconvenient Truth.

An Inconvenient Booth.


















An Inconvenient Tooth.













An Inconvenient Ruth.













An Inconvenient Rufe.













An Inconvenient Poof.















An Inconvenient Hoof.

Ha.